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A free verse collection of modern poetry, Ruinous takes readers through cycles of depression, growth, hurt, and healing.
If you are searching for your next read in dark poetry, look no further.
Disaster pulsingAlways beneath my skin, Downfall breathing in my earsSweet promises.The raging, biting, scrapingInside my veins-It is constant.
If I would looseThat choking, biting control-If I only set freeThe claws grasping, holdingMy bones, my very being.My emotions, my mind, my selfIn check.
I could do it.I could unleash it, My forever, unrelenting darkness.If I chose, I could be-No.However hidden, I amRuinous.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
A free verse collection of modern poetry, Ruinous takes readers through cycles of depression, growth, hurt, and healing.
If you are searching for your next read in dark poetry, look no further.
Disaster pulsingAlways beneath my skin, Downfall breathing in my earsSweet promises.The raging, biting, scrapingInside my veins-It is constant.
If I would looseThat choking, biting control-If I only set freeThe claws grasping, holdingMy bones, my very being.My emotions, my mind, my selfIn check.
I could do it.I could unleash it, My forever, unrelenting darkness.If I chose, I could be-No.However hidden, I amRuinous.